MOS ft. YVN Legazy & Young H.O.F Lyrics

Pass me the blunt, I'm bouta get high in here, yeah

Too many guns but not enough fire (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Been wearing the same shoes, now I feel like I'm tired (yeah)

I'm mixing designer, just call me your father

These rappers swear they real

But they really ain't bout it

There was a death around the corner

Shh

A moment of silence

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Moment of silence

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Moment of silence

Dead on arrival, yeah

Say hello to my rivals

Catching bullets like a spiral

Blood on the curb piru

Throw the mask on

Where the gloves at

We bouta get rich today yeah

I'm tired of robbing

Just wanna party

I wanna get lit today

Need me a glass house for the face of it

Need me a few bands so I'm chasing it

Air force ones so I ain't lacing em

Dmoney the money man, but I'm better yeah

Shawty can't leave me alone

Too attached, yeah she stuck in zones yeah

Dropped a project now I'm on

Counting stream money yeah you know that I'm blessed

This my lifestyle nigga

Don't let this lifestyle get ya

Everybody wanna rap

Until they time start ticking

Gun sticking out the window

See the fire in his eyes

See the fire in his eyes

DOA, yeah a nigga gon ride

Pass me the blunt, I'm bouta get high in here yeah

Too many guns but not enough fire yeah

Been wearing the same shoes, now I feel like I'm tired (yeah)

I'm mixing designer, just call me your father

Pass me the blunt, I'm bouta get high in here yeah

Too many guns but not enough fire yeah

Been wearing the same shoes, now I feel like I'm tired (yeah)

I'm mixing designer, just call me your father

These rappers swear they real

But they really ain't bout it

There was a death around the corner

Shh

A moment of silence

DOA

Moment of silence

DOA

Moment of silence

Hold on baby

Don't fall for the hesi the shit can get crazy

I'm in my zone now who's really gon play me

Legazy me and Dmoney go crazy

Yeah we go crazy

I need a hunnit bands

Not a hunnit friends

Make me understand

You know that I'm the man

Do 'em with no hands

Put 'em in a trans

Pull up with four five gangstas

Doing my dance but I am not a dancer yeah

Paint em like Marilyn Manson

Hold em for ransom

Twenty minutes just to answer

You know me I stay with the strap

Heard about you boy don't you lack

Know some goons that stay in the trap

I got some shooters they put you in a pack

Call up the shooter

Yeah he never hesi

Say you want smoke

Then this shit'll get messy

Chasing the money

You know I get plenty

Worried bout beef

I'm jus tryna get wealthy

Glock 43 it'll leave yo ass empty

OG keep it on him, he always steady

Talking that smoke then you better be ready

Talking that smoke then you better be ready, yeah

Always on attack

I could never slack

If you talking

We gon pull up in all black

Money on ya head

Fill em up lead

If bro get caught up

Then you know I got a stack yeah

What other nigga you know kill his own beat

I'm balling hard yeah I feel like Ginóbili

I'm in my zone, yeah I'm feeling holy

We got the drop , so we creeping up slowly

If I don't have gang with me, I do it lonely

Can't fuck with many cause these niggas phony

I was down bad, man I had to go lowkey

I ain't a savage but don't you provoke me

Pass me the blunt, I'm bouta get high in here, yeah

Too many guns but not enough fire, yeah

Been wearing the same shoes, now I feel like I'm tired (yeah)

I'm mixing designer, just call me your father

DOA

Moment of silence

DOA

Moment of silence